We have a new Lame Duck!

Blather is pleased to announce to the world (through this olde-time medieval Shitegeist shite-brown smoke signal “emission”) that we have a new Lame Duck!!!

The Pope.
Previously employed as a windbag, he is now taking over the position of Lame Duck, and will take the name Quackzinger, the patron saint of Anas Cripplus, Lame Ducks.
The job involves floating around your own pond, ignoring the rest of the world, and going “Quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack.”
Blather phoned Quackzinger for a quote, and he gave us a lengthy speech, which we will not reproduce here as it was all irrelevant (see paragraph above).
Following up rumours that the election was divinely inspired, Blather phoned 777 to get through to God. His secretary told us that He is unavailable, as “He has His head stuck in the sand.”
We suggest you pray to Saint Rita, the patron saint of lost causes, desperate causes, and hopeless causes.
Amen.